It was hard to keep myself composed, to act happy and normal. Having Alice there, sitting on the 长椅, 沙发 下一个 to me, rubbing my hand and whispering reassurances when Charlie wasn't paying attention, helped considerably. It was hard, but thinking about the life I had ahead of me helped...and it didn't. On the one hand, I would be able to catch the most preacious thing in the world. I would be beautiful, strong, graceful, and I would at least have Alice if nothing else. On the other hand, I wouldn't have Jacob, who knew what I would be like for a while. Would I want to kill Charlie? How could I...
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